Defining Selves Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Looking everywhere at people sitting, standing, doing
their own thing, living their lives the best they can
here on earth.

Defining themselves by what they do in life, leisurely,
stressing, some having courage and fortitude to continue
throughout life, living in a positive realm.

Others living in despair and depression, whatever
happens to them, their glass is always half empty,
not wanting to change.

They are getting wanted attention craved by being so
negative, never seeing the positive or good in life,
accidently, yet on purpose.